"Rocket?" I hear from behind me. I keep my eyes closed trying to ignore him knowing that it isn't time to get up yet. "Rocket, I know you're awake." I hear from behind me again. I figure that the game is up and decide to acknowledge his existence. "Yes Pete, I'm up. What do you want?" I say, sleep evident in my voice. "When they modified you, exactly how far did they go?" Peter asks. I tug at the fur under my eyes because I had a feeling this question would be asked eventually. "Yes, even that was modified by them. They had a sick agenda and wanted to turn me into some kind of multi-purpose toy." I say, shuddering at what that meant with the modifications that they had done to me. I feel the bed start to move and see him sitting up on the side. "Well, time to get the fur off of my shirt and wait for the others." he says, stretching, revealing a little of his lower stomach area. I can't help but notice a little patch of blond hair and he notices me looking. "I saw that. Yes, humans have hair on our body too." he says walking over to the window. "Have you been with anyone before?" he asks from by the window. This hits right in the wrong spot because of how I have been rejected. "No. Groot was the first one to accept me for me. No one has wanted to go that far with the results of an experiment." I say. "I see." is all he says as he turns around and walks over to me. "How about we see what others have been missing." he says before looking at the clock. "We still have some time before they get here." is all he says before closing the gap between us.
I feel our lips meet and am met with a warm feeling radiating through my body. Not sure what to do I reach up and pull on his hair a little. The kiss only lasts for a few seconds before he pulls back and I can hardly breathe. "Not bad for a first timer." he says with a smile. I only smile back at him before shaking my head. "I only said I've never had sex, not that they hadn't experimented or taught me how to do that." I say. I look up at the clock and see that it is getting closer to 8AM. "Quill, could you do something for me today? Could you go to the Milano and get me a pair of shorts so I have something to wear under this damn gown?" I say. "You mean you've been completely nude this whole time? Why not see what you have." Peter replied before reaching over the bed and exposing my lower areas. My face is burning. I can't believe this. "Not bad, especially for someone your size. They did a good job too." he says before lowering the gown. "Pervert." is all I can say before the others walk in the door.
They pass Peter as he's on his way to get me something to wear other than the gowns that they are providing here. "Had enough of you for today already?" Gamora asks watching him walk out the door. "No, he's getting me some shorts to wear under these gowns." I say with a smile, knowing that this may be the last time in a while that I wear my own clothing. I sit back in my bed and relax knowing for now I'm safe in my room but with how I'm improving I know I'll be discharged soon and that will mean my jail time will begin. I look up at the ceiling and think about what to do when the time does come. "I feel like I'm going to take a nap for a little. You guys are welcome to stay or go, whatever you choose." I say as I roll over and close my eyes. "Are you really going to sleep while we are here?" I hear Drax ask. "No, I just don't want any more weight on the implants. They're hurting like hell today." I say, not looking over my shoulder. I feel someone rest their hand on my shoulder. "Why not face us then?" Gamora asks, standing next to me. "I don't know." I say as I roll over and face the other two. To be honest there is a strange feeling I'm getting about the feelings that I was getting for Peter when we first kissed then they came back this morning. It's all confusing at this point and I just want to sleep them off. I know my body is still recovering and it just makes me so tired, then again the medications I keep getting aren't helping one bit. The nurse says they are mood stabilizers as well as others to help my kidneys and liver recover as best as they can from what I did. I know I probably won't be continuing them once we are on the ship because I don't feel like crossing the galaxy every 3 months to get more.
I feel something in my stomach bubble and look at Gamora with a sick look. "You're not going to want to be here in a few. This hospital food is not agreeing with my tract at all." I say as I shift, releasing some of the pressure. I can't help but laugh at their look from the sound and then their reaction to the odor. "Little one, must you soil yourself on the bed?" Drax asks as he gets up and walks into the hall. I can't help but laugh, I've never chased someone out of a room before. Sure, I've made someone use their shirt as a shield but never made someone leave. I see Peter walk up to the door with a bag and a grin. It looks like he changed his cloths and is wearing his leather pants with a black shirt. He takes one step in, gets a sick look, then takes two steps back. "Wow, what died?" he asks, using his shirt as a shield before coming into the room. "Rocket here deemed it was necessary to display how bad the food is." Gamora says through her shirt. That's all it takes and I'm laughing even harder. "None of those on the Milano. It's camped enough without trying to find places for shelter from something that burns the nose like that." Peter says tossing the bag towards me. "I wasn't sure what pair you wanted so I grabbed some with an elastic waist." he says with a smile. "I don't care. Anything is better than cold air hitting the lower areas." I say with a smile, pulling the shorts up; standing on the bed.
"Careful up there." I hear from the hallway. I look up to see a nurse standing at the door. Sure, they've been treating me pretty good while I've been here but I know that soon I'll be being transferred to the holding facility for trial. I'm looking forward to being out of here but not looking forward to being in the Xandar holding facility. It's a mixed population so I know that there will most likely be at least one fight while I'm there and that'll probably just add to my charges meaning more time in the Kyln meaning more hell. I sit down on the bed and realize that it is now getting close to noon. "You guys going out for lunch?" I ask. "No, we figured we should order in since you're actually being discharged tomorrow morning. They were supposed to come and tell you all this but I guess they are running behind on discharge planning today." Peter says. I look at the blankets. It's Friday so I'll only be in holding for 2 days before they move me to the holding at the court house. My trial is only expected to be 2 or 3 days at the longest since they are just reviewing evidence and coming up with their sentence. I know I'll get something but with being in the hospital for almost a month total there is a chance I'll get some time suspended.
As we sit there waiting for lunch to be brought in I start to have this strange taste in my mouth. It tastes sweet like sugar but at the same time metallic like blood. I look around and everyone is looking at me strange. Peter is the first to react. "We need to get you to lay down now." is all he says as he pulls the pin under the head of the bed. I feel my entire body going still before I hear for someone calling for a nurse. I feel an electric feeling go through my entire body and then the cramping started. The pain was immense and I couldn't see anything other than stars and colors in my vision before that goes black and my ears start to ring.
"Rocket? Rocket? You still with us?" I hear a voice say near me. I still have the taste in my mouth but also with the flavor of blood. I can feel a pain in my lip and figure I bit it during what was going on. "Where am I?" I ask only to be muffled by a mask over my muzzle. I can smell rubber and plastic again and feel something pulling on my hand and chest. "Try not to move too much. You've been out for a long time. You gave us a scare." I hear someone say right next to me. I open my eyes and see that once again they have the mask on me. I go to sit up and feel 3 leads pull on me and can see that I have an IV again. "What happened?" I ask, pain evident in my voice. "We were about to have lunch when you went into a seizure." Gamora says from my left. "They had to do another IV and more medication. They thought you were going to need the breathing tube again." Peter says from my right. I sit back and look at the look I'm getting from Drax. "I'm fine you big lug." I say towards him with as much of a smile as the mask will let me. He simply looks up at me before looking at the floor. "It looked like you were going to rip in half." is all he said before getting up and walking out of the room. "I think he was scared by what happened. I was too. The doctor said they are going to reevaluate you but you aren't going to be discharged tomorrow." Gamora says before leaving the room to be with Drax.
"I'm going to be staying the night with you again since they wanted someone to watch over you." Peter says as he stands up and walks over to the hallway and looks out the door. "He'll be okay, get back in here." I hear Peter say to someone. I see Drax walk in the door with a forced smile on his face. "I can tell that's forced. I'm fine for now." I say to him. He walks closer and I hear a knock on the door. I look up and see 2 Corpsmen with Nova Prime walk into the room. "Well guys, been nice knowing you. See you in a couple years." I say as I put my hands up in front of me expecting to be handcuffed. "What are you doing? The charges were dropped based on mental defect from what you went through on Half World." Nova Prime says. I feel liquid starting to build under my eyes. I really didn't want to go back to the Kyln and it looks like I won't be. Once I recover from the last seizure I'll be back home on the Milano sharing a room with the blond Humie. I sit back and feel the sheet move directly against my skin.
"Where are my shorts?" I ask. Nova Prime turns and leaves the room while the others look around like they are trying to avoid the question. "You kinda ruined them during the seizure. I'm going to go get you another pair if you want." Peter says. "Nah, I don't think I'll need them. I had them turn the heat up a little last night while you were sleeping." I say with a smile.
The day goes on and everyone but Peter leaves when he looks at me with a smile. "Guess what I got for you while everyone was saying their goodbyes." he says to me. "If you're talking about that then you really have issues beyond your ship being splattered." I say, laughing. "No, this." he says as he takes out something wrapped in foil. The smell hits my nose full force and my mouth starts watering instantly. It's a Terran breakfast burrito. "They let you bring that in for me?" I ask as I rip through the wrapper and start devouring it. The eggs, sausage, everything just makes me eat like I haven't eaten before. I finish it in under 5 minutes. "Taste any of that?" Peter asks, laughing with his mouth full while he's still working on his. I lay back and feel a rumble in my stomach. "I heard that." Peter says. I open my mouth to say I felt it but am greeted by a loud belch. I can't help but laugh and he does the same. "You're acting more like your old self, that's a good thing to see." I hear from the door. I look up and see Gamora standing there. "I thought visiting hours are over." I say in surprise. "They are, but I brought something for Peter to wear to sleep in tonight as well as another pair of shorts for you." she says as she sets the bag on the end of the bed.
It's almost 4 in the morning when I wake up and realize that he had gone from the chair to next to me. "Pete, I need to go to the bathroom." I say to him as I push his arm off of me. He only grumbles something in his sleep before pulling the pillow into his chest and snoring more. I smile at the fact that he sleeps so hard that I could do just about anything to him that I wanted to and he would probably sleep through it. I walk into the bathroom and do my business. On my way out I can tell that he's not on the bed so I crawl up in and get under the covers. "Ah, nice and warm." I say to myself and close my eyes. A few minutes later I hear the door open then close. "Well, he's back." I say under my breath. "Yeah, I'm back." he says as I feel a weight get in bed next to me. Before long I'm pulled back into his chest and I can't help but laugh. "You know, I'm not some stuffed animal." I say. He only chuckles. "Yeah, I know. You're just too comforting." he says before yawning and falling asleep.